The squirrel and Jonathan Snook are standing in a field at night, looking up at a crescent moon. At their feet is a lumpy sack stained by a red liquid.
Winter nights are beautiful, but man, it's cold out.
Cold and beautiful. Reminds me of a girl I knew in high school.
I'm going to be honest, Jonathan. When you invited me to hang out with some Yahoo peeps, this wasn't what I had in mind.
Sorry about that. It comes with the territory.
The view adjusts to reveal that Nicole Sullivan is digging a grave. Nearby is another, older grave. Nicole looks very frustrated.
HEY! If one of you two yahoos don't get over here and help me dig this grave I'LL BURY YOU IN IT!
What's in that other grave?
Geocities. I'd rather not talk about it.